I'm a pegasus, not a racehorse girl

"No.1 is still in the light! Our Yao Knight is not affected by the horse girl behind him at all, and the distance is still slowly but firmly coming!"

"The third place."

Fuji is marching and looking at the back of the acquaintance in front of him, the red jade-colored pupils are full of fierce light.

"Soon, there are still six seconds, no, maybe four seconds, the third position will be handed over to the guy in front of me now."

"one!"

Unleashing the stamina accumulated at the beginning, the speed of the Fujin March began to soar again, and the distance in front was easily shortened by her.

"Fujimasa! The Fujimasa March is approaching the southern heroine! The distance has gradually narrowed!"

"two!"

Lowering her body, the running style of the marching song at this time was tailor-made for her by her trainer according to Xiao Limao's running posture.

It will not bend too much to compress the knees and cause the speed to drop, nor will the center of gravity move forward to cause unstable steps.

"one!"

"Dabaa!"

The southern heroine in front roared unwillingly, but her speed was really not as fast as Fujimasa's march, especially in such a sprint competition.

"Fujisho March is already on par with the southern heroine, and is even gradually surpassing it! With such a fast sprint speed, Fujisho March has completely surpassed the southern heroine and came to the second place!"

"The only thing in front of her at this time is that sky moat, that golden light!"

Chapter 190 Goodbye, Testimonial (4)

"Worthy of being the March of Fuji! She has now completely surpassed the southern heroine and came to the second place, and she is still accelerating, accelerating towards the distant front!"

"On the opposite straight, the tacit understanding and calm in the first half have been torn apart, and all the horse girls are scrambling to squeeze forward!"

"The blood of the competition has been ignited! Is the figure of the girl doing her best imprinted in your mind?"

"Wow, this commentary is so disgusting."

Fuji was marching and felt a tightness in his heart. If he was not running with all his strength, he would probably have goosebumps.

"Can't you just say something normal!"

But even though she was so heartbroken, her mind was still on Linguang.

'Damn it, it really is like this, does Linguang have no flaws at all?Although he was sure that he couldn't catch up with her, was it so difficult to even narrow the gap? '

The figure in front of him has become even more distant. Although his physical strength is not exhausted, he may not be able to say that he is abundant.

'There's no way to speed up any more, or you'll definitely be stalling before the finish line. '

"What should I do……"

"If there is no growth at all, then my pursuit this year..."

Fujisawa felt a chill and emptiness deep in his heart, and the failures and regrets in the past also came back at this moment.

'I, did I really choose the wrong way?Was the decision to chase Linguang really a good one? '

'I gambled on my career, and the result was a failure. Can such willfulness really persist? '

'Also, there are trainers...'

She thought of her trainer's face, which was always flat and gloomy.

No matter what time it is, the moment I see myself, I will definitely laugh. The tenderness and concern for myself in the smile have always been very clear.

'I know, I've always known that Hongyi wanted to be admitted to the central trainer, but he didn't do it because he couldn't worry about me, but I remembered all the books he read during his break. '

'For a long time, I have taken it for granted that it is right for him to stay by my side. I can bring him victory and reputation, which is beneficial for him to go to the Central Committee. '

' But what to say now?All this year, he has been accommodating me. I didn't do anything I thought I could bring to him. '

'Does it really make sense for me to insist on following Linguang? '

People with a serious personality are like this, as long as there is a crack in their strong heart, the grievances accumulated in the past will pour in like a mountain, and they will be washed away in an instant.

Keep failing?It doesn't matter.

But in this last game, he couldn't even narrow the distance. Doesn't that mean that he didn't grow at all this year?

The collapse is only a moment, and it may be just a straw that overwhelms the camel.

"Trainer... what should I do..."

The flame in her heart was in jeopardy, and loss entangled Fuji Zheng March's hands and feet, making her unable to run freely.

Her speed slowed down visibly.

"what happened?"

Trainer Shibazaki in the stands got excited and bit off a piece of the cigarette he was holding in his mouth.

"March, what do you look like?"

She clenched her right hand and slammed it on the front armrest forcefully, which shocked the trainer Kawamura nearby. She had never seen her childhood sweetheart so irritable.

"Don't be overwhelmed by these thoughts..."

Shibazaki gritted his teeth, watching the lost look of the march worriedly.

"The speed of Fujisho's March has slowed down. Is it due to exhaustion? She was surpassed by the southern heroine!"

"Now that all the members have entered the last corner before the finish line, Linguang is still the unshakable number one. In this position, we even have to zoom the camera to the farthest to see the entire herd of horses!"

"The southern female role is second, and Fujimasa's march is third! The horse racing girl group following them is also trying to move forward!"

"Here we come! We have arrived at the final straight-line track that will determine our fate! The current position is still unchanged!"

"..."

Although Fuji is running, everything in front of her seems to have lost its brilliance, and she feels that the soles of her feet are also light, and she can't feel her own thoughts at all.

"I……"

Her brain was spinning slowly, but it was difficult to give her any feedback.

Until that familiar call.

"March!"

There was a pause in the pace under his feet, and his blank eyes looked to the side. At the end of his sight, the trainer he had been with day and night was there.

But now his face is no longer calm as usual, and his expression has become funny because of the force.

His mouth kept opening and closing, as if talking about something.

what is it then?

"run……"

The voice from the ear became more and more clear.

"March, let's run!! You are a horse race girl who is worthy of my pride!!"

"!"

Just like a fire bursting out in the dark night, the sky also fell like a meteorite, the fog in front of my eyes cracked like a stained glass, and the colors returned to my eyes.

The world around my ears became noisy, and the voices of the audience resounded in my ears.

Of course, there is also the dazzling figure in front of him.

"call."

The turbid air is exhaled, and the hesitation and loss in the heart dissipate together with it.

"It's so annoying, Hong Yi, am I the kind of fragile racehorse girl who needs your encouragement?"

The color in her eyes became brighter, and the smile at the corners of her mouth reappeared on her face, and she now felt as if her body was full of energy.

"But thank you for your affirmation, and for tolerating my waywardness all the time."

The thighs are exerting force, the eyes are only the front figure, and the Fujimasa march returns again.

"Up!"

The figure sped up with a roar, splitting the wind field to bring astonishing speed.

"Fujima March! The Fujima march is speeding up! So fast! The gap between her and the southern heroine is narrowing with the naked eye!"

"what!"

The female lead from the south looked back in fright, just this moment of slacking off, Fujisho marched directly to her side, and then gradually passed her slowly but firmly.

"Exceeded, surpassed! The Fujimasa March came to the second place again! Now it is only 300 meters away from the finish line!"

"Heh ah!!"

Roaring and charging, it was as if fireworks were burning in the eyes of the marching song at this time. Now she has cast aside all worries, and there is only one thought in her mind.

'Chase! '

Linguang's figure was still so far away, but this time Marching Song didn't feel that she was so far away.

On the contrary, her thoughts transcended her body and came to the spiritual track. Here, she was laughing with Linguang and Xiao Limao.

"Nice job, March."

Linguang also felt this will, and she smiled in relief.

"Now you are the most amazing self."

Chapter 190 Goodbye, farewell match (5)

"The competition is over! No.1 has been decided, Margaret Linguang! Well deserved, no surprises!"

"Powerful and beautiful, running with an overwhelming momentum is unrivaled!"

"Strong, too strong! How far is this? Twenty, thirty, or more?"

"But please keep looking forward to it now, the girls behind are still running hard towards the precious No.2!"

"Here we come! No.2 has appeared! After a long sprint, Fujimasa March won the No.2 result with an absolute advantage! As expected of her, she is still the first-class racehorse girl of Kasamatsu!"

"The southern heroine crosses the line third!"

The commentator is reporting the rankings quickly, but the Fujimasa March is no longer heard.

She felt that the world in front of her was shaking crazily, her legs were so hot that they were even cold, and her chest felt difficult to breathe, as if her lungs could not open to accommodate oxygen.

"Haha, haha...why is it dark?"

Following this exclamation, Teng Zheng March's legs twitched suddenly, and then fell straight forward.

At this time, the racetrack was full of people, and everyone was sharing their feelings with each other. No one noticed this sudden incident at all.

Except for the trainer of Fujisawa March.

"March!"

The cigarette that was just in his mouth fell to the ground in shock, and trainer Shibazaki subconsciously planned to move forward and climb over the fence.

"Wait! What are you doing?"

The trainer Kawamura next to him was shocked and quickly pulled him back.

"Do you still need to ask? You didn't see the marching her..."

He turned around excitedly, but that feeling dissipated in an instant.

"...was caught by Linguang?"

Yes, Linguang appeared in front of Marching Song in this short moment, gently but steadily supporting her body, not letting her roll on the ground due to exhaustion.

"so far so good."

Patting his chest, Shibazaki trainer heaved a sigh of relief, he hurriedly left from the aisle on one side and rushed to the backstage.

On the other side, Linguang, who caught the Fujima March, sighed silently. She looked helplessly and distressed at the now comatose March, not knowing what to say.